Sunday night sucks – it’s the end of the week, or beginning of the next one – either way, it’s pretty damned disappointing!  So have a cocktail on me and get ready for Monday, because that bitch rears her ugly head in about seven hours!

Things I Did Not Do This Past Week:

• Successfully quit smoking
• Start working out (my right foot sorta hurt)
• Read for pleasure (it’s a goal of mine each week but my brain is dead from all the work-related reading I do, I never seem to accomplish this goal)
• Stop cursing
• Stop drinking wine (what with the Wine Belly issue I have, you would think I’d at least make an effort)
• Achieve inner peace
• Adopt a baby goat
• Paint my nails
• Repaint my bedroom
• Write a best-selling novel

Things I Did Do This Week:

• Attended a family dinner and did not provoke a confrontation (although I was tempted)
• Refrained from making fun of my older brother (although I was tempted)
• Made it through at least three days without crying over Buzzy
• Bought a Jesus ashtray
• (No, I really didn’t do that)
• Managed to keep the number of f-bombs I dropped into polite conversation at a minimum (and by minimum, I mean I only said the word “fuck” about 20 times, and I think 60% of those were in the past two days)
• Organized my nail polish by color
• Baked a cake

I’m looking at the above two lists and I’ve determined:  Good luck with this upcoming week, all.  Alcohol helps.